This is just a short bit to torture everyone, and because I am feeling needy and want some more comments. Plus, no one else--well, except for Jenn who was very nice and posted twice--is posting any fic! It's horrible!
by Josselin Kohl
Justin is distant during the car ride. "They had me," he says finally.
Brian gives him a sharp glance as he drives.
"They had me," Justin says, and his voice is starting to crack, "and they were fucking me."
"Who?" Brian says sharply.
Justin is quiet for a moment. "Them," he says finally.
"It was just a dream," Brian says, staring at the road while stuck at a red light.
He looks over at Justin, who is starting to tear up. "It hurt so much," Justin says, as though it's painful for him to even talk about it now.
Something twists hard in Brian's stomach, and he changes his mind, suddenly, making a right turn instead of going on straight towards the motel. He thinks Justin might comment, but Justin doesn't even seem to notice, he's staring blankly at the dashboard.
Brian parks in front of the loft, and gets out, and when Justin just sits blankly in the passenger seat, he goes and opens the door for Justin, which at least prompts him to get out.
TO BE CONTINUED